Wei Anning roared, her voice echoing nonstop in the tranquil pool, wave after wave, making her feel too ashamed to show her face.
Leng Youchen looked at her in astonishment, seemingly not expecting her to confess to him. His heart quivered, something fermenting within, his chest swelled to its full capacity. Uncertain, he asked in a hoarse voice, "What did you say?"
Wei Anning, who had been impulsive, realized what she had done after blurting it out and immediately regretted it. She was a stand-in, a scapegoat; she couldn't let herself truly fall for him. Seeing him reach out to grab her, she quickly stepped back, out of his reach.
"I didn't say anything, you heard wrong."
Leng Youchen's gaze darkened, his hand freezing in mid-air. He narrowed his eyes, "Wei Anjing, words once spoken are like water spilt; you can't take them back. Explain yourself clearly!"
Did she actually say she liked him?
